The stars are changing, and the years are passing.

The small lychee tree in front of the door gradually grows taller, blossoms and bears fruit, and the ficus tree gradually grows larger.

Shu Rong, who was just six years old, saw that Li was working during the day and had to do needlework at night, which was very hard, and said with concern: "Mother, don't be tired. “

Li sighed: "Alas, how can you have food if you don't work!" Could it be that rice falls from the sky for no reason?"

The tree banyan said with determination, "I'll raise you." “

The banyan tree, who was still a child, picked up a machete and rope and followed the adults of the village to the back mountain to chop wood.

In the deep mountains and old forests, there are a lot of wild fruits, and the banyan trees are tired of chopping firewood, and they are hungry, so they climb the trees to pick wild fruits to satisfy their hunger; When you are thirsty, go to the mountain stream and pick up flowing water to quench your thirst; Sleepy, take a nap in the shade of a tree.

The sun hangs like a brazier in the middle of the sky, but it is good to enjoy the shade under the big trees, and the mountain breeze blows from the mountain pass, which makes people feel comfortable.

The overworked and sleepy tree banyan fell asleep and fell asleep in the shade of the tree, and felt that his face was spicy. He stretched out his right hand and touched it, and it was a few mountain ants. The black elves struggled with a few pairs of long, thin legs in the palm of his hand. He thought about it for a while, and he must have eaten a few wild fruits before going to bed, and the sweet juice still remained in the corners of his mouth, which provoked the greedy attack of mountain ants.

Seeing that these mountain ants were pitiful, the tree banyan not only did not strangle them, but put them back on the ground, and then climbed up the tree, picked a few wild fruits, tore the skin, put them in front of the ants, and murmured: "Mountain ants, mountain ants, you have worked so hard to find food, and now if you want to eat, eat to your heart's content!"

Seeing that the shriveled bellies of the mountain ants were swollen from eating, the tree banyan laughed, regardless of the fact that the mountain ants could not understand human language at all, pointed at them and said, "I will come here when I have time in the future, and pick wild fruits for you to eat, remember. You should come here more often.

The tree banyan picked up two bundles of firewood and went down the mountain. Go to Juncheng (the county seat of Xinzhou) to sell it.

On weekdays, the firewood picked by the banyan tree is dry and straight, and the price is cheaper than others', so many shops in Yuncheng are happy to buy his firewood. After selling firewood, in addition to buying rice and vegetables, Shu Rong often went to the "Wangji Cake Shop" in the north of the city to buy two fried crispy and sweet pancakes. Bring it back to your mother: "Mother, this is your favorite food." ”

Li Shi took the pancake, took a bite, chewed it, and smiled on his wrinkled face: "Good food!" Good food!"

Seeing the mother's demeanor, the tree was very happy.

Li was eating, eating, and suddenly something came to mind. Eyes fixed on the ficus. said: "Rong'er, have you eaten it?"

Facing the fragrant golden pancakes, the saliva of the tree banyan also flowed to the corners of his mouth, but he bit his lip tightly, his throat twitched hard, swallowed the saliva back into his stomach, and said, "I have already eaten it in the city." ”

"Is it true?" Lee's eyes narrowed, and he looked at him suspiciously.

Shu Rong nodded seriously: "Really, I have already eaten two, which are sweet and fragrant." After speaking, he smacked his lips, puffed up his belly with anger, stood up, and let his mother see it. When Li saw him say this, he ate all the pancakes.

Looking at her mother munching on pancakes, the banyan was of course very hungry, and her stomach was very hungry, but her heart felt very satisfied.

Because of his poor family, Shu Rong couldn't enter the school to study, but he had a strong desire to learn.

The cold world and hard life have cultivated his compassion-based thinking and refined his perseverance and perseverance.

Once, he picked firewood to Yuncheng, and after selling firewood, he went to the north of the city to buy pancakes, and saw a large number of people surrounded in front of the big willow tree on the bank of the Xinzhou River, and there were shouts and cheers from time to time.

The banyan felt strange and squeezed into the crowd to see what was going on.

It turned out to be a tall and burly northern man with a black mole on his face.

The Daguan knife weighing dozens of catties was picked up by him with one hand, and when he waved it, the cold light was dazzling, and the sword wind was whistling.

After a few rounds of dancing, the black mole man stopped his moves and asked the audience in a loud voice:

"How's my Guan Dao dancing?"

"Good!" Good martial arts!" Onlookers erupted in applause.

The big man with the black mole stood in the center, his movements were too violent just now, he was a little panting, and his hairy chest fell together. He heard the onlookers praise one after another, and his flushed face showed an arrogant look.

"Wen Orion, how is your income lately?" Shu Rong heard the person who looked like the shopkeeper to his left asking.

"Usual!" An old hunter with a tiger skin around his waist, standing to the right of the banyan tree, replied. He was old, but his voice was loud.

"No, it won't!" The shopkeeper said.

"True, it's normal." Wen Orion raised his voice even more, "I don't believe you asked my daughter. ”

"Daddy is right." A young girl beside him nodded.

Who knows, the martial arts seller heard the wrong ear, and with an arrow step, he rushed to Wen Orion: "What, you said that my martial arts are ordinary?" After saying that, he grabbed Wen Orion's chest and dragged him out of the center.

"No, no! I didn't talk about your martial arts. Wen Orion struggled.

"I heard you say it with my own ears! Do you think I'm deaf?" The black mole man bared his yellow teeth, and his eyes were as big as copper bells, like the fierce King Kong in the temple.

The girl saw that her father was being bullied for no reason, so she rushed over desperately: "Hey, martial arts traitor, are you unreasonable?"

"Is he being reasonable to taunt me in front of everyone?" The black mole man was aggressive, and he turned his burning gaze to Wen Orion, "Since you said that my martial arts are ordinary, then your martial arts must be very strong, come, I will make a life-and-death duel agreement with you." ”

Wen Orion had never experienced such a bluffing scene, and he was at a loss, and he didn't know what to do all of a sudden. His daughter snorted, spit on the ground, and raised her eyebrows: "You are too deceitful!" You let my father go, you want to duel, I'll come!" After speaking, he took a horse step, flirted his hands, and made a bright move.

"Ha, you must have eaten tiger gall." The black mole man let go of Wen Orion and threw his fist at the girl.

After a few rounds, how could the girl be the opponent of the black mole man, he slapped him fiercely, and hit the chest with a "snap", and the girl fell back a few feet in a row, unsteady on her feet, and fell to the ground.

The black mole man has to take advantage of the momentum to step forward. At this time, a loud shout broke out from the crowd: "Stop!"

The big man with a black mole turned his head, and a teenager walked out of the crowd. Although he is not strong, he is thin and strong, with a slightly pointed face, a forehead that is protruding, bright eyes, and a high nose, giving people a sense of fortitude and courage. And the slightly thicker lips make him look a little honest and kind. He is the banyan.

Among the onlookers, Shu Rong is the most clear about the cause and effect of this incident, and now he saw that the brave and bullying martial artist was so unreasonable, and he also hurt people, and finally couldn't hold it back, stepped forward and stepped forward to stop it.